One Last Ride

One Last Ride ©

Penned By Brad Osborne

Dear Lord, one last ride

is that too much to ask?

An ass numbing jaunt,

like we’ve had in the past.

 

 All those well-shared miles,

they have gone by too fast.

Pipes roaring, pegs scraping,

sun off chrome like a flash.

 

Etched in my memory,

those great rides of the past.

If e’er no miles wait,

kickstand down for the last,

 

Before you take him

and that final die cast,

Dear Lord, one last ride

is that too much to ask?

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